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navree · 1 year

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ok if you know me you shouldn’t be surprised to know that i really don’t like bridgerton (i know, shocking, a history buff and writer who openly despises bunk theories and shoddy worldbuilding doesn’t like the show predicated on a bunk theory followed by shoddy worldbuilding, stop the presses), but i have watched it, mostly for background noise, but watched it nonetheless, and i think i finally figured out what irks me not just around season 2 of the dumb show but also the fandom response and reactions to the dumb show.

the show, to my understanding, said prior to the season 2 release that they were treating the story between anthony and the sharma sisters as more of a love triangle (which made a lot of fans mad because edwina’s supposed to be one of those characters who exists solely to cheerlead a different character even if it’s at their own expense which is just the worst kind of character), and so fandom is reacting accordingly by treating this as if it were a “team edwina” and “team kate” situation that you see in other tv show love triangles and the like. but here’s the thing. a love triangle, as understood in most media, is that characters a and b like character c, who likes both of them and is torn for a while before realizing that they like character a/b more and thus ends the love triangle.

except that’s not what season 2 of bridgerton was. it’s not that anthony likes both kate and edwina but ends up choosing edwina for a bit before finally realizing his true feelings lie with kate. anthony doesn’t like edwina at all. i’m fairly convinced that he couldn’t differentiate edwina from eve. anthony shows no care or concern for her at all not even as a love interest, but barely as a person, and has no regard for her personal feelings or wants or objectives or desires or literally anything about her. i’d be genuinely surprised to learn that he’s ever felt anything for her beyond the standard feelings we have towards humanity as a whole in knowing better than to do shit like punch randos on the street. this isn’t necessarily a solely anthony problem, the narrative appears to treat edwina exactly the same way which is bad writing because yes, she’s not one of the Main characters of the season, anthony and kate are, but she’s still a major player nonetheless. nor is this necessarily me writing anthony off, there’s a reason for his asshattery that’s been well established both by backstory and by the canon of the show itself back in season 1. the issue for me is that it doesn’t seem that anyone realizes that this is why anthony and kate were in the wrong with the marriage thing.

edwina got a lot of flack from the fandom for being upset at kate and anthony about the whole wedding fiasco, and for holding a grudge for a while afterwards, and a good chunk of that seems to come from that old gripe i mentioned earlier about how edwina wasn’t following her book characterization of being kanthony’s number one cheerleader. but a lot of it is that i genuinely don’t think people understand what the issue is here. yeah, anthony deciding to marry edwina for shallow reasons even tho he knew she wanted a happy love match, while also being into her sister is bad, and kate knowing all of this and still deceiving edwina is also bad. but the core “this is a fucked up thing to do” element in her anger at kate is that kate is very aware of the fact that anthony literally just does not care for or about edwina in any capacity whatsoever beyond what he would care for, like, a lady passing on the street, and she was still willing to lie to edwina and let her enter into a marriage with someone like that, not only not giving edwina the full information to make her own informed consent about whether she wants to be in this marriage, but also just letting her walk into a situation like that knowingly. like, imagine how psychologically damaging it must be to be married, shackled for life, to someone who probably wouldn’t even remember your last name if it wasn’t the same name as the lady he was actually into. that’s a very valid reason for edwina to be mad at the two of them, especially in being mad at kate, considering that a guy screwing you over is one thing, but a close sister doing the same is a whole other level. and if edwina lashes out because that’s a fucked up thing to do, even for the “right reasons”, honestly that’s fair and valid. i love my sister to death but if she was egging on a marriage between me and someone whose only concern about whether i lived or died would be how it affected my sister, i’d be pissed for a really long time.

(and no i’m sorry the “kate was doing it for edwina’s sake like she does everything” doesn’t really fly, you can’t pull the “i do everything for everyone can’t i do this one thing just for me” excuse out when the person you’re “doing everything for” a) never asked you to do it b) never had any expectation for you to do it and c) would have been perfectly content and likely even happier if you hadn’t done. kate’s reasoning is something that needs to get brought up with mary and with idk her regency era version of a therapist, not edwina. that’s not edwina’s responsibility, because most of us generally learn the concept of having to handle our emotions and that how we react to things is on us alone by age ten generally.)

and the worst thing about it is that it’s never resolved. edwina is justifiably angry at the people who hurt her, the fandom’s mad because it’s viewing the situation through a love triangle lens and not the “two people who refuse to admit they wanna fuck and also the poor innocent who got dragged into and very nearly got screwed over as a result” and also because edwina’s being Mean to the primary couple and isn’t hopping up and done in ultimate ship mode for them. and then kate hits her head and that’s it, the justifiable anger is over and done with. i don’t think that edwina should have still been holding a grudge while her sister was dealing with a serious head injury that could have killed her, but that shouldn’t have been the end of the situation. none of edwina’s concerns got addressed or even understood, it’s just that the narrative wanted us to view it as edwina being unreasonable and coming to see the light and the glory of kanthony after nearly losing kate, which makes no sense. as mentioned, edwina’s anger is justifiable, because when you actually look at what happened and not the “love triangle” angle, it is an entirely reasonable anger. that edwina was willing to put it aside when kate was in trouble, because she loves her sister and obviously doesn’t want her dead and is relieved that she’s okay, that works. edwina being immediately over it does not work; her grievances aren’t addressed and it doesn’t seem like the narrative, let alone the characters themselves, understand why she was upset, and thus any reconciliations ring hollow. i mean hell, she doesn’t even get a scene where anthony, like, openly admits that this whole situation was a dick move on his part and sincerely apologize for his behavior and what he put her through, which really only cements how little, if at all, anthony cared about her in any way.

edwina should have been allowed to take her time on forgiveness, and the way that she and kate especially built back trust and rapport should have been vitally important and deep character work, not just for edwina herself and the satisfaction of her arc, but also for kate and for her own development. but instead, edwina’s over it, she’s the cheerleader at long, and she gets dangled the possibility of a consolation prize as her reward for no longer being upset at her fiancé for being an ass and at her sister for violating her trust and nearly putting her a deeply unhappy situation for the remainder of her natural life. it’s bad writing to the extreme and it also makes kanthony both as a ship and as individual people seem like jerks and the total misread of the situation and the hate edwina got for her reaction just makes the fandom seem borderline illiterate.

anyway this is rambly and not very eloquent and likely riddled with spelling errors but i woke up at 5am and made myself mad about this while getting ready for the day so this is my two cents on a specific element i hate about the dumb bridgerton show and its dumb ways.

#personal #anti bridgerton #i know it sounds like i'm being mean about this and like i hate these people #but the thing is i don't care about this show or these characters at all #the only ones i can stand are edwina and the lesbian who wants to figure out who julie andrews is #like there's just so little i like about the show except idk i think that the bridgerton boys' hair and how they were styled was good #but the rest of it is just......nope #and this part in particular is a big ole NOPE #also i made sure to tag this anti so if you need it tagged anything else lemme know but if ANYONE #hops on my dick and gets mad about the fact that i tore this show a new one while it's literally tagged 'anti show'#i will beat you with a metal bat

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sevicia · 6 months

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Well me personally I just want to feel attractive for once in my miserable fucking life like GODDD I think I am able to be OK with how I look but when people go "I look so hot today!!" I'm like HOW DID YOU DO THAT ..... It's a really pathetic thing to say & I know this but like. Whatever

#disclaimer that it's like . genuinely not a jealousy thing #like I'm not mad that others are confident I'm just confused cause how do you get to that point 😭#I wanna tear my hair out that's such a LOSER thing to say. but I don't care.#should I kill myself ? Well if you think that's best ....#diary

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astro-b-o-y-d · 7 months

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Nobody tell this website that egg jokes aren't annoying because the concept of someone potentially being a trans woman instead of a feminine man is somehow bad (it's not in the slightest and if that does turn out to be the case, said woman should be treated with nothing but respect in terms of her gender identity). They're annoying because you do not know that person and misgendering anyone is rude and even if you're right, that's not anyone's business but theirs and you're still misgendering them now.

#Hayley Speaks #I don't even know or care about that one streamer and I couldn't care less about what he identifies as #Because it's no one's business but his #But I have my personal beef with people who are THIS mad about people not liking egg jokes #Because it's like...I think what it boils down to is that you don't know that person #You do not know what they might identify as in the future #It is literally NO ONE'S business but theirs #And even if you're right; it's not cool to push your own personal labels onto them if they are NOT there yet #By making jokes about what they MIGHT identify as down the road; you are literally putting them into a box they are not in #No matter where the journey of gender identity might go for them; that's not okay at all #IDK I feel like if I saw someone trying to egg a real woman with short hair and a butch style as transmasc I'd also be really uncomfortable #(I say real bc like...there's a difference between egging real people and fictional characters)#(REALIZING VERY QUICK after typing my tags that I should specify that; egging fictional characters is totally different and I support it~!)#You don't know her #And even if that IS the case for her later on; what business is it of ours?#I don't get the anger outside of people just being mad that people don't like them misgendering someone #Yes I can understand hoping that someone you might look up to might fall into the same gender identity as you #But that's still a human person #IDK this Finnster shit is annoying to see from all sides #Literally who cares?? Let him be whoever he wants and stop being weird about it.

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heartscrypt · 1 year

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if you ever comment "i hate (blank) lol but cool art" on any artists post i hope you eat a C-4 and explode from the inside out

#jamie talks #txt post #''i'm not a fan of (blank) but—'' cool! i don't care #can yoi PLEASE leave it at cool art PLEASE PLEASR PLEASE #i do NOT need to hear your scathing commentary on my interests before you give me the most lukewarm compliment in existence #gripping my hair. Tearing it out in my hands #this isnt an indirect at anyone here btw it jusr makes me so mad CAN YOU COMPLIMENT PEOPLE NORMALLY #IN A NORMAL MANNER

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knifegremliin · 1 year

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every time i go to try to see if a certain mod exists for the sims only to find that it does exist, but only for sims 4, i become a little bit closer to finally snapping and fucking killing someone

#🔪.text #hell world #i need to learn how to model shit just so i won't have this fucking problem anymore #''why don't you just switch to sims 4??'' why don't you die #it sucks ass that's why #it's stupid and limited and i will not touch it ever fucking again it SUCKS #you guys can be over there having to make mods just so you can have a certain hair color for your sims #i will be here in luxury being able to make neon green hair with no mods required #but god forbid i have a fucking game boy for my sims #didn't even care if it would be functional i just wanted one bc i made some ocs #and one of them has a game boy and it is her BABY she loves it so much #and i'm so fucking mad that i can't let her have it in game #there are literally game boys for both sims 4 AND SIMS 2 #BUT NOT FUCKING SIMS 3 #i fucking hate it here

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thegreatswk · 6 months

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you know that feeling qhen you like, wash your hair after a few days and it feels clean but while your washing like 1 million thousand hairs come out?

yeah that happens to me a lot!!

#Macaque always gets mad when I don't take care of my hair #i love him tho #lego monkie kid #lmk #lmk sun wukong #rp blog #lmk wukong #rp post

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aeide-thea · 2 years

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'yeah i'm totally trans-inclusive, as long as you don't expect me to remember that womanhood doesn't map tidily onto the ability to get pregnant [some women are postmenopausal! some women are infertile! some women don't have uteruses, and not even all of those women are trans!], or to ever frame anything in a way that isn't Men Vs Women As Antagonistic Binary! unbelievably insulting of you to suggest otherwise!'

#like was the OP of that post overtly T*RF-y when i clicked thru? no.#did their blog remotely suggest they cared at all abt trans ppl? also no.#did like half their posts talk abt Men as though there was no possible overlap ever between Men and Women? uh‚ yup!#like. this will be the last post abt this unless something else happens—i turned off anon asks finally bc fuck that—but it's just like #this isn't even abt 'careless wording' it's abt wording that's entirely consistent with the way the last many posts in yr blog frame things #and it isn't abt splitting hairs‚ it's abt having an accurate understanding of who these things affect #and not deciding that other ppl constitute sufficiently small fractions of the picture that you can just generalize them out of it entirely #which is a key piece of the master's toolset and will not dismantle the master's house!#like. to reiterate something i said privately earlier: swallowing the normative definition of Womanhood wholesale #is a terrible starting point from which to challenge the normative treatment of women #i'm a feminist and feminism is clearly still necessary but like #if you're going to slice off all the bits that don't fit neatly into the glass slipper... that's not any kind of feminism i want #or indeed recognize as feminism #like. sorry. if the 'language that's most convenient and accessible to you' is harmfully inaccurate…#*you're* the one who needs to work on your framing #it isn't fucking semantics. it's revealing real things abt yr worldview that harm and erase real women.#also like. if you're more insulted by the idea that a stranger didn't fully investigate you to find out whether the whiff of T*RF was Real #than by the reality that you're peddling rhetoric T*RFs use *all the time* to support their bigotry—you might in fact be exactly the bigot #you protest being labeled as! bigotry is worse than having someone say 'maybe a bigot‚ kinda smells like one' about you in passing!#truly too many tags i'm just mad.#(and unlike the blogger in question and their buds will not be venting by sending Nasty Ad Hominem Anons)#(so it's all just going right here.)#in conclusion no‚ i don't trust you to use cisnormative language bc you're 'TOTALLY going to come back and collect the rest of us later!'#you absolutely will not!#ugh. okay. enough.

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darklightescape · 2 years

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sometimes i will see weird beauty procedures i have never heard of in my life posted on like. snapchat or something as "satisfying videos" and let me tell you i am not satisfied watching them i am horrified. i see people microblading and and threading and waxing and lasering and tattooing on their eyeliner and their lipstick and plucking and coolsculpting and obsessively carving away everything this fucking capitalist hollywood poisoned american hellscape deems a flaw until they're left with a plastic sameness that still demands painstaking makeup contouring and perfect lighting and whatever clothing and hairstyle is on trend right now and filters and filters and filters just to be considered fucking PRESENTABLE and i want to shake their shoulders and beg "who told you that you needed this. what influencer on your feed is singing the praises of this, and who is sponsoring them. where can i find them. what kind of car do they drive. i'm going to slash their fucking tires."

#sorry i saw one too many brow threading clips and it inflicted me with poetic madness #i don't do anything to my eyebrows and do you know how many negative comments i've gotten about them??#NONE!!! nobody gives a shit!!! nobody is looking at your fucking eyebrows!!!!!#and if someone has insulted your eyebrows in the past?#that person has fucking brain fungus!!! your eyebrows aren't ugly or weird they're your fucking eyebrows!!!#just AUGHHHHHHHH i am fortunate enough to already be a lost cause socially so i don't care about my looks #but i think about what this is doing to people who are already in vulnerable places with their body image #and it makes me borderline homicidal!!!!#death to the overmanicured human body!!!! long live body hair and bare faces and bushy brows and all that is so-called ugly!!!!!

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anaalnathrakhs · 1 year

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I'M TRYING TO APPRECIATE MY FAMILY AND IMPROVE MY RELATIONSHIPS WITH THEM BC THAT'S IMPORTANT IN LIFE AND IT'S GOOD TO HAVE A NETWORK LIKE THIS, BUT IF THEY COULD STOP BEING ISLAMOPHOBIC IT WOULD CERTAINLY HELP

#hi cousin something i haven't seen in two thirds of a decade it's good to talk again #sure hope you aren't gonna launch into the description of how you're such a good atheist who doesn't care about people's lives #but really your daughter's muslim husband with his dumb and negative ideas to get his kids in contact with religion!#they worn born here after all! and him too! they're romanticizing their country of origin!#our traditions aren't even religious really so why does he express mild discomfort? the kids love it!#and my aunt who doubles down by quoting a guy so right wing even the righties don't want him #saying he went too far but really he's not wrong #i always get blindsided because they're the fun side of the family #long hair and boho style and plays music etc etc #so i think they're chill people #BUT NO! THEY JUST WAIT UNTIL THEY'VE GOT YOU CONVINCED THEY'RE COOL AND KIND #AND THEN THEY START SPEWING THIS JUDGEMENTAL CONDESCENDING HATEFUL SHIT #i tried arguing a little just sideways you know #this motherfucker says THINGS about his own damn grandkids.....#he told them a name was too muslim and that'd bring problems lmao #there was a kid named exactly that in my elementary school class he didn't have any fucking problem #you're the one who has a problem my guy the kid is gonna turn out fine as long as you shut your fucking mouth around him and his siblings #it makes me so fucking mad #broadcasting my misery

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arathergrimreaper · 1 year

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Idk, maybe it's just me, but does anyone else get irrationally angry when someone tries to flatter or bribe them out of confrontation? I just...get so pissed if I come to someone with a problem and they try to either talk about my good points or offer me something to distract me from it. Like...chew through a trachea angry.

#anya says shit #i don't get it #no one recently has done this but i just remembered an instance of it and got mad all over again #esp when i'm talking about something important and someone comments on my fucking hair or whatever #who tf cares about my hair? i'll chop it all off again if you'll shut up and listen

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monkberryfields · 2 months

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I need a wavy hair routine or something cause my hair is literally not vibing anymore

#if i need a haircut already I'm gonna go feral fr #i hate my hair grows fast!!#i also just don't know how to take care of wavy hair but i know thats how my hair is #if anyone has pointers...let me know #mads rambles

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m-ayo-o · 5 months

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-> when the jjk men fuck the tightest girly around <3 tw# reader is small, unprotected sex, size kink, "fat" cock, tummy bulge, cervix fxcking +++++ reader's 🐱 is too small for them :( no sukuna bc i do not wish death upon the reader

18+ NSFW

Toji

Most women he meets are "tight" by his standards. He's used to it. He finds himself constantly dealing with complaints; too fucking big, it won't fit. But you... you're tighter. He knows he'll have to be careful. He rests his dick on your belly and just watches you panic for a minute. He looks at your body and how your legs are folded up and the way his hand seems to cover your whole midriff where he's holding you still. Your eyes dart down to his cock, that's just so... fat. He holds it in his hand and starts teasing you with the tip, sliding up and down, pushing you open. But he's just playing with you.

When you beg him just right he starts slotting himself inside while his predatory gaze fixes on your puffy lower stomach. You wonder why he's staring there so intently until you look down to see him sinking in, followed by the unmistakable rise of your stomach. Your eyes go wide. You've never seen anything like that before. He rests his hand there to feel himself and just gives you an arrogant smirk, loving your shocked reaction.

He leans in some more and your legs start trying to squeeze shut. He just gets all frustrated and mad that he can't stuff all his cock inside in one go, but he deals with it and sinks inside as far as you'll take him. Maybe he can get a nice cock ring to hug his base next time so he can get a little attention there as well. It feels wrong, not being balls deep inside you, but he knows he would literally tear you open if he got back any further.

"I'm not all the way in. Is that seriously all you can take? Pussy's so small, come here- oh, shit, tha's really the back, huh? Ok, ok, calm down, don't fuckin' cry, baby, I'll just sit nice and snug against you here- yeah, is that your cervix? It hurts? Look, there's still inches of me left, just let me have this, let me- ngh, don't tell me not to cum inside- I'll cum where I want, pretty girl."

Kento

It's your first time 'sleeping over' at his place and he's more fucking nervous than you. You've never even seen his dick before but when you unzip him while he's grabbing at his thighs trying to contain a moan you hold and squeeze him and he barely fits.

You're using two hands on his shaft and your tongue on his tip- now you can really see what you're dealing with your mouth is starting to water. You do your best to accommodate him with your mouth first, sucking only half his cock like some massive, thick lollypop. Then when he tugs at your hair and lifts you up onto his spread legs, you feel his sticky tip poking your cute pussy and you just have to try.

He lets you go down at your own pace as your body struggles with the circumference of his shaft. But he's getting in there, slowly, and he's groaning and sighing so beautifully you just have to keep going. You have to try to take him whole, but it just stops. You let out a squeal of frustration. But, to your pleasure, he just holds your back and starts moving his hips, guiding you over his massive member.

"Mmh- mm, fuck- both hands, honey, yeah- o-oh, your mouth, ah, is that the back of your throat, already? Okay, come up here, yeah keep your legs nice and wide- hold onto my shoulders, that's it. Mm, yeah, slower, slower, d-don't rush it, hah- ah, fuck! No, no, that's it you can't go any deeper, sweetie, don't worry please don't hurt yourself. That's enough. Good girl, let me do it now."

Satoru

This kitty got claws, and god damn he's gonna sink them into the fat of your ass when he's impatiently trying to get his dick in your cute little hole. He moans and cries and nearly pulls out to throw a fucking tantrum because he can't fit, but after scolding him and telling him you don't care how many inches he can get inside you his usual bravado returns. He holds the slim curve of your waist that just looks ridiculously tiny in his big hands and he just stares at where he's sinking in and out of you, getting your cream all over him.

He grabs your hair into a ponytail now, his thumb playfully slipping over your ass while he rails you with all he can give you and he starts to feel rather smug. Although he's not getting his usual treatment- a deep fucking that has sweet pussy juices of his lucky partner coating him right from base to the very tip of his perfectly curved cock- he is starting to enjoy the fact that he's just too long.

He's joked about it, sure, turning girls down, saying stuff like, 'you won't be able to handle me anyway, princess', or 'you should fuck my friend instead, his dick isn't as big'. But he didn't realise he'd ever actually find a girl so tiny that it just wasn't physically possible. It's not as if he needed an ego boost in that department, but he starts to enjoy the idea so much that he has to get his phone out to take a few pictures (that will definitely get a lot of use). Maybe he'll show Suguru, too, just to show off a little. But he really does need to get his whole cock coated, so maybe next time he'll try your ass.

"It won't fit!! Ugh, it's not fair, how come I ended up with the cutest most pretty girl who has the smallest puss- oh! Ok, I'm sorry, jesus! Don't take it so personally I just wanted to fuck you properly... tsk- yeah, at least you're all filled up, huh? Yeah? Oh, it really does feel good? Ok, ok fine let me fuck you like this I don't care- yeah, s'not my fault my dick is so big just- ugh, get on your knees, mmh- yeah show me that ass!"

Suguru

He tries to coax you open so gently and frowns like he's done something wrong, encouraging you as if he could expand the very walls of your vagina, as if he could relocate your cervix. He spits on your clit and rubs it around with his thumb in slow circles until you cream on him one more time and he sucks his teeth from that squeezing sensation that feels so much hotter because of how small you are.

And he's so fucking determined that it's his fault, but you know it's you, so you try to explain that it's all you can take and he almost doesn't believe you until he sees you wince in pain from where he's pressed against your cervix.

He looks so shocked and mesmerised, he has to pull all the way out and get his fingers inside you to check. His fingers are long and yes, they can reach close to the back too and you let out a little yelp at the familiar feeling of being filled. Two fingers. Two long, masculine fingers is all it takes and you're squirming and writhing around. He has to pin you down and sink his cock back in with new found urgency now, telling you to pinch at his nipples if you need him to ease up.

"Baby, baby shh, I know you can take some more, just- yeah, try to relax, let me open you up- mmh- maybe you just need one more, one more- that's it. No way? I can't get any fucking deeper? I- I've never fucked a girl with such a cute pussy- no it's okay don't say sorry, you're gorgeous- so fucking tight it's making me dizzy. Uh uh, no you won't just suck me off instead I'm going to fuck you stupid just don't let me hurt you, ok?"

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wyvernest · 8 months

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mating szn

part 1 (part2)

pairing: miguel o'hara x f!gf!reader

warnings: smut, fluff, scent marking, primal play, rutting miguel, possessiveness, reader is ovulating

summary: miguel comes home feeling extremely needy

You're preparing dinner when you hear the opaque glass doors of your shared mansion open for your lover to come in. It's almost midnight, and it doesn't take you longer than a few seconds to realize how tired he has to be.

Miguel walks into the open kitchen, frowning.

"Baby! I missed you!" You jolt to him, pans clattering dangerously as you throw them aside, careful enough not to ruin your work but swiftly enough to get to him as fast as possible.

You curl your arms around his neck, standing on your tiptoes, pressing your chest flush against his hard pecs. His hands grab at your hips, absentmindedly and by habit.

"What's wrong?". You place a gentle, loving hand on his cheek, trying to meet his gaze. But he's not looking at you. His eyes are darting all over your face and body, brows still creased.

He could feel it, your scent. A collection of the whole day, everything you've done. The food, the places you've been. He feels like it's been so long since this morning, when he woke up beside you, kissing along your neck.

He feels a surge of blood rush from his heart and through his lucidity, a shot of adrenaline inexplicably taking over him.

You don't smell of him anymore. Anger bubbles in his chest as he thinks of all the people you must've talked to around HQ, who didn't smell his strong musk on you, who had no idea you belonged to him.

He's never felt like this before. He brushes the unfamiliar feeling aside for a moment, grounded by the silent plea in your eyes.

"I'm good. Just a bit tired." He brushes wild strands of baby hairs out of your face, finally matching the loving look you've greeted him with from the start.

He leaves you to finish the meal and steps into the shower, hoping that an ice cold stream would cool him down. Only it doesn't do anything but worsen the situation.

The second he feels the water spray hit his body, he flinches, unlike the usual relief he gets. His skin is abnormally feverish, the ghost of your body in his arms taunting him further into madness. He soon finds himself desperate to get out, to be reunited with you and the warmth only you could ever provide for him.

Images of your supple body breaking in his embrace flood his already lust crazed mind against his better judgment, and he feels his cock fatten slightly at the memory.

When he takes it in his hand, he nearly starts bucking his hips into his hold, sensitive and insanely needy. He imagines you in the bathtub with him, arching your back over the edge, spreading your legs for him to pound his cock into you under the hot stream, your moans echoing and ringing into the stone tiles.

He can't take it anymore. His body aches for your touch and attention.

Exiting the shower, he pulls a pair of loose boxers up his thighs, the only thing he can tolerate with the fever that has taken hold of him so suddenly.

And then, he focuses on the image of you, standing where he left you, gently stirring in a bowl. You're wearing one of his t-shirts, draped down to the middle of your thighs and over your elbows, an oversized dress.

He approaches you, wrapping his arms around your front and waist, dropping a fraction of his weight on your back just to keep you from moving or fighting against it. You throw your head back, closing your eyes.

His head drops to your neck, kissing here and there, exhales smoldering hot on your throat, stopping momentarily to deeply inhale your scent. Among all others, there is a distinctive smell of you, of your arousal and need for him that drives him mad.

"Wait- Miguel, let me finish this-" You protest, your creamy tone betraying your true intentions.

He groans, kissing your naked shoulder, his hands squeezing your form in front of him.

All tasks are ultimately abandoned as he pushes you against the counter, his defined abs hitting your back, the marble surface cold against your thighs. He presses his fat, hard cock up against your plush ass, his hands fondling your breasts through his shirt, groaning low and quiet in your ear.

With his biceps curled and constricted around your navel, your body goes limp in his hold, trembling ever so slightly as his warm, broad palms squeeze the soft flesh of your tits. He pushes them together, massaging gently, almost experimentally. He flattens them with the heels of his palms softly, only to them constrict his fingers around them so perfectly, fondling and groping away.

"Mm- Miguel, oh-" You breathe out, finding balance on your hands, arching your back into him. You feel your core pulsate with need, swelling up under his movements. You're almost completely wrapped up in his massive body, with nowhere to go.

And just then, you accidentally knock a knife off the counter, startled when it hits the marble floor with a loud clank. He jumps, backing up from your body. Your face is flushed, eyes half lidded, breath heavy, nipples perked under the thin cotton. Landing back to your senses, you move to bend down and pick it up.

His eyes automatically snap to your round ass and the dark wet spot on your panties that invites him so blatantly to shove his cock in between your pussy lips.

He can't help it. He can't control himself anymore.

Balance leaves your position as you feel his rough, eager hands grip your hips, harshly pulling you back into him. The plumpness of your ass hits the girthy shaft of his cock, but before you can look for the lost balance with your hands in front of you, he thrusts his erection up against your clothed cunt, making you whine in need.

"Ay, mi amor-" His voice is rugged and satisfied, laced with a deep groan. A broad palm hits the side of your behind, making the tender flesh ripple against his hard-on. "Te necesito muchísimo ahora." (I need you so badly right now.)

You yelp, perplexed, instinctively grabbing his wrists for balance. He pulls you up with your back against his chest, splaying a cursory hand across your abdomen, sending shivers thundering down your spine and butterflies fluttering in your stomach.

"Miguel!" You playfully fight against his possessive hold, "Is this your way of helping me prepare dinner?!" You free yourself, giggling and letting a wide smile take over your features. Stepping back and extending your arms in front of you in an attempt to shield yourself from him, you chuckle wholeheartedly.

Seeing you resist, he lets out a defeated exhale.

"Fine. I'll be good, lo prometo." (I promise). He motions for you to come closer and trust that he'll behave. Letting your guard down, you approach the counter, eyes fixated on his playfully.

He feels your body heat nearing him, so comfortable and tempting. The smell of you, and everything that drives him crazy about your presence alone. His breaths deepen and quicken abruptly, his cock straining in his boxers, twitching freely against the material, begging to be enveloped in your wet warmth.

He looks down at you like a panther about to pounce, waiting for the perfect moment to do so. Your smile curls wider, eyes shining with lust and a teasing playfulness. His body dwarfs yours, his shadow alone making you feel puny. His shoulders are tense, the same way they are when he's on top of you, riding you into next Tuesday.

He shifts to place a clawed hand on the counter, the sharp edged digits tapping against the surface catching your attention momentarily in the corner of your eye. He exploits the split second it takes you to look down to his arm, snapping and squatting to grab your thighs, throwing you over his shoulder.

"NO! You promised! Miguel! The food!" You try to reason, throwing any and each accusation you can think of, knowing that you definitely don't want him to drop it and leave you alone, truly. And he knows it.

And that's when he feels it. With your ass on his bulky shoulder, he can smell it. Your arousal, dripping hot. His fat cock finally hardens completely, its monstrously girthy shaft poking through the shorts.

You're ovulating.

Groaning ruggedly, he delivers a rough spank to your plump ass before pushing two fingers over the wet mound of your clothed pussy, running them over your slit, teasingly, collecting more of your scent.

He swears the only thing stopping him from fucking you raw right on the kitchen floor is your comfort.

"Okay! You win! Put me down, I'll let you fuck me."

Without a second thought, he places you back on the floor, hands on your hips, talons grazing your tender skin deliciously.

His eyes have reddened, pupils blown wide, exhales hot and labored. You don't want anything more than to wrap your arms around his neck, to press yourself into him, to feel his hard abdomen on your stomach, his pecs on your soft tits, his mouth on your neck.

But you want to see more of how needy he is.

You jolt to the stairs with no warning, climbing the winding wooden steps like a cat. You hear him behind you, his weight put onto each movement as he chases close behind, the staircase creaking under him.

Looking behind before reaching the hallway of the first floor of your mansion, you feel your panties dampen at the sight of the man and the sheer size of him, massive shoulders slightly hunched forward in focus and adrenaline, his height successfully making you stagger on your way to the bedroom.

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a/n: primal play is thoroughly discussed beforehand. insisting that your partner has sex with you even after resistance without having discussed the aforementioned resistance is abusive.

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